I knew it was only a matter of time so I unbuttoned my foreflap and let my hot and angry member out. She found it almost immediately and her trembling...hand closed around it."Please," she said, stroking me repeatedly from beet-shaped head to furry root. "Please."I rolled over to face her and she lifted her leg over mine. She inhaled loudly as I slid the rigid pole into her and then shook over and over as I drove deeper and deeper. I pushed her to her back, rising on my elbows and felt her legs. She was a grown woman and she didn’t have to answer to anyone. This week was about her, her relaxation, her centering, her time and her fun. She picked up her binoculars and look through the kitchen window to see if he was still watching. She saw him still there like a dog waiting for a bone from his master. She poured herself another glass of wine and said aloud to herself, “Fuck it. Let’s have some fun.” And walked back outside. She sat down her drink and completely removed her robe. Bare to. “ aur mai bhagwan ko gaali de raha hun kee ye ladki mamta meri beti nahi hoti to aaj abhi patak kar chod deta, uff kya gazab kee maal hai meri beti…”Maine kaha, meri baat sunkar manju ne kaha ..“ chhee beti ke baare mey eisa kah rahe ho…! “Aur mamta ne counter kiya,“ papa, beti hun to kya huaa, maal pasand hai to chod daalo ..Jub se tumhe surekha ko chodte dekha hai meri bur bhee baap ke lund aur uski chudai ke liye taras rahi hai…Uff maa, papa kya mast chudai karte hai…Tabhi to nani ab tak. She started to look panicked as I pushed up on my arms to move up to where I could kiss her lips. I purposely pressed my boner, just above my balls, against her clitoris as we kissed. I never moved it against her, letting her move her own hips against me if she wanted. Slowly, I started kissing along her neck as she squirmed under me. When I was back to sucking on her nipples, her hand reached down between us trying to find my dick. I just lifted my head off her chest and shook it no. Before.